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Martian Love
harleymae

Martian love!

Martian happy together at the ASG makes my heart swell. Marian was signing autographs, and Marty walked by, and Marian looked up and said something to him and smiled. :) Under the cut, there was supposed to be happy Martian fic, but then suddenly, there wasn't.

Title: Paper Bridges
Author: Mae
Rating: PG-13, slash
Pairing: Marian Hossa, Martin Havlat
Archive: http://tika.bravepages.com/hockey/slash/paperBridges.html
Dedication: joolzie turned me into her writing zombie slave.
Disclaimer: It's all lies!
Author's Notes: This is set at the 2007 All-Star Game in Dallas. Marian's POV.


It's a little pointless, isn't it? Sneaking into his room. Now, when both of you have your own rooms, and you're free to go in and out as you please, do anything you want inside, and neither of you will get in trouble, but now you're looking both ways down the hotel hallway, dashing across to safety, heart pounding in your ears.

He shuts the door quickly behind you, and you grab him by the shoulders, shoving him roughly against the wall as you kiss him hard, snatching his breath away, eating his words. Your thumbs are digging into his flesh, and his body tenses next to yours; you think he's moving against you, but he's moving to make you stop. He grimaces, and he raises his arm across his chest, his fingers tracing the scar on his shoulder gingerly.

You step away from him, back finding the opposite wall, taking a breather while your mind races on, imagining your hands tugging his pants down, kissing the crease of his thigh. He sees your expression, and he misunderstands.

"It doesn't hurt," he tries to explain. "I just think it does."

You lose your nerve. He shouldn't have spoken because his voice is too real. You walk out and you keep walking, about ten steps too far before you realise you're going the wrong way, and when you turn around, Marty's in the way.

"Don't go," he whispers, his smile a peace offering.

"Why not? You did." Your mind takes over again, a vision of your hands on his chest, pushing him aside so you can storm past him.

"That's not true." He frowns, and you can't tell if he's lying, or if he really believes what he's saying. Or were you the one who lied? Telling yourself he wanted to go, when really, maybe he needed to go.

He stretches his arms out, palms flat against each wall, and you'll have to go through him if you want to get back to your room. His mouth twists into a wicked smile, and his shadow creeps long behind him; it's high noon at midnight in a Texas hotel.

"Why do you come to me, when all you ever do is leave?" Resignation in his voice, and you cup his face in your hands, kissing him aside.

You shiver as you make your way to your room, never looking back, and your mind's already in another place, going to him, and staying forever.

"Why do you come to me, when all you ever do is leave?"
Oh man, heart-wrenching. This whole fic was amazing and I absolutely loved it but this line really got to me. Wow. :)

Marian is a big chicken! Cluck!

Thank you so much. :)

it's high noon at midnight in a Texas hotel.

This line made the whole thing click into place for me. Oh, boys. :(

You know, somehow it's really easy for me to imagine them in cowboy outfits. Someone should suggest it to them for Halloween. Or maybe Marian can be the cowboy and "Kicking Bird" can be the Indian. *chortles*

"It doesn't hurt," he tries to explain. "I just think it does."
This hurts SO GOOD. I missed them so much. Um...just...yes. YES. Your writing is lovely and Martian is lovely and crankygeek is very, very happy that there is Martian fic.

MAE! YOU WIN!

They were practically attached at the hip at the NASCAR thing. Except when they were, you know, in the cars. But there was so much love! *cries*

Thank you very much. :) I think Joolzie has some Martian fic on the way!

Ahhhhh. I liked this. Although my minor nit is that it took me until 2/3rds of the way in to figure out who the narrator was so I had to start over from the beginning. :)

I also really liked "it's high noon at midnight in a Texas hotel." Nice imagery.

*sniff* Aaaaangst.

*giggle* Yeah, the shoulder stuff is kind of expecting the reader to be familiar with his injury.

With tumbleweed blowing by!

Thank you, I'm glad you liked it! :D

it's high noon at midnight in a Texas hotel.

That line is beautiful. I love literary gymnastics like that. Fabulous.

I liked this a lot. Especially the way Marian did one thing, but thought about doing others. That's really a very human thing to do. I also like the bit with Martin's shoulder, that it doesn't really hurt, but he thinks it does. Very nice. That part actually brought it together a lot more quickly without having to use Martin's name.

Very well done.

Literary gymnastics! Hehehe!

I think I do that a lot myself, always wanting to do something, but then for some reason or the other (usually being a big chicken!) not doing it.

Thank you so much for your fb. :)

"Why do you come to me, when all you ever do is leave?" Resignation in his voice, and you cup his face in your hands, kissing him aside.-Heartwrenching, so good=)


I think one day they should elope together, like Seriya did. *sigh*

Thank you, I'm glad you liked. :)

Marian was signing autographs, and Marty walked by, and Marian looked up and said something to him and smiled.

On the red carpet, right? I saw that! I wondered if they arrived together.

Anyway, I wished for Mae!Martian, and Mae!Martian appeared! Mwahaha. (Okay, so it was at least a couple of weeks ago. But it counts!)

"It doesn't hurt," he tries to explain. "I just think it does."

That was fantastic. Oh, Martian.

Yes! It was on the red carpet, but they didn't come together. :\ I was sad that they only exchanged like one sentence, but then Joolzie showed me all the NASCAR love!!! My heart swelled to bursting!!!

You know, I think Joolzie is responsible because she's been writing fun, bickery Martian fic *squeaks* and I wasn't even really planning to write last night, and and and... in her fic Marty grabs Marian and shoves him against the door and kisses him, which I hadn't read yet when I wrote, and I think she turned me into her writing zombie!!!

*ahem* Thank you. :)

Ohhh. *sighs*

If I was to post all the stuff that got under my skin, this would be nothing but the last three paragraphs. Because oh.

Obviously good, since I'm down to saying "Oh" at everything.

Of course, I think this was the pairing I most wanted to see come out of the All-Star break.

Man, I was so happy to see them together. Maybe they'll elope in a few years!

And thank you so much!!! :)

I'd have a hard time writing them happy as well. Not that I think I've ever really tried to write them happy, but you know.


dashing across to safety, heart pounding in your ears.

I like that sort of learned secrecy that pervades their relationship.

He grimaces, and he raises his arm across his chest, his fingers tracing the scar on his shoulder gingerly. oh man :(

"It doesn't hurt," he tries to explain. "I just think it does." seriously awesome line.

"Don't go," he whispers, his smile a peace offering. I love that Marty is the one trying to get him to come back and marian is the one being squirrely and can't tell the difference between what is happening and what he wants to happen.

That layer, what is happening, what he wants to happen, what he expects to happen and what h assumes happened in hindsight is just fantastic mae.

"That's not true." He frowns, and you can't tell if he's lying, or if he really believes what he's saying. Or were you the one who lied? Telling yourself he wanted to go, when really, maybe he needed to go. like that, the sort of trick of memory that you think you have something so perfect and then you aren't sure if you remembered it right after all. but you can't sort out the truth from what you have assumed for the longest time.

He stretches his arms out, palms flat against each wall, and you'll have to go through him if you want to get back to your room. oh god that is a great line and a great image.

it's high noon at midnight in a Texas hotel. add me to the group that love this line.


In my head, they're very happy, it just doesn't come out written that way. :P

I think sometimes people get caught up in their own minds and forget to do things like... talk to each other, and Marian is a bad case of that. *grin*

Your fb makes me sound smart! You are very talented. :P

*squeaks* *squishes*

Ahh, did you see Luongo in the post-game interviews in the locker room? He had a towel draped over his shoulders like a cape, like any moment, he was going to go, muahahahaha, and turn into a bat and fly away.

Second person, ohhhhhh. No one writes in this and I love it every time.

And I second or third or whatever we're on the people who loved the line about only thinking it hurts...that's just gorgeous.

I usually don't, but it came out this way for this fic for some reason.

Thank you so much, I'm glad you liked it. :)

I was very excited to see Marian in a fic! Yay! Loved it!

Marian is my favourite player. :)

Thank you!

Wow, I like. This POV is tough to write, but it comes off nicely here. My favorite line (like many others', apparently): it's high noon at midnight in a Texas hotel.

I'm sorry for the bare-bones FB, but it is ridiculously late and I just wanted to throw my two cents in before I forgot.

It's a weird POV, but I thought it seemed to suit what I had in mind.

And thank you so much!!! I'm glad you liked it. :)

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Hi! :) Ahh, I'm glad you liked, thanks so much for commenting. :)

OMFGLOVE.

*cough*

Marian...oh, baby, you make me go so wibbly some days...

Why do you come to me, when all you ever do is leave?

*points up* That near killed me, and definitely broke my heart.

But...

You shiver as you make your way to your room, never looking back, and your mind's already in another place, going to him, and staying forever

That saw me truly dead.

But Marian can't stay with him forever!!! We want him back here in Atlanta, too, y'know!!!

Maybe Marian will kidnap him and bring him back to Atlanta with him!!!

Thank you, I'm glad you liked it. :)